after a moment

blank

some thoughts
here and there
like waves
of chatter in the
distance

black coffee
because
you're not as energetic
as you once were
but
you want so
desperately to find
passion again

you’re stuck in your
throat
like a rotting rose bush

the black birds
have been deleted
your yesterday words
gone

and now you wait
for inspiration to give
you some spark
something that will
help you find the
words.